Chapter 183

His face was unwilling. After seeing it, Jiang Huang sighed and said in a loud voice, "bring Chen Qiusheng here."

After a while, under the escort of several sergeants, a man with a dispirited face and a lot of blood on his face was brought over. Obviously, he was tortured.

As soon as he saw the old man, Chen Qiusheng's eyes lit up a glimmer of hope and quickly shouted, "Grandpa, Grandpa, save me, save me!"

"Evil beast! What have you done!"

The old man's face was full of anger. Although he represented the Chen family and had a certain influence in the court, he rarely really went to the housekeeper. All the things were under the jurisdiction of the current prefect, that is, Chen Qiusheng's father.

Chen Qiusheng was stunned by the old man's roar.

Jiang Huang snorted coldly and said faintly, "let me tell you that the woman was brought into the palace and guarded by my personal guards. Later, she was robbed by your grandson. Some of my personal guards were bought off. Hum, it's really great skill."

"What!"

The old man felt that he was about to faint with a flower in front of him. Fortunately, the people behind him reacted quickly enough and held him in time.

Entering the palace to rob people and bribe Your Majesty's personal guards, no matter which one, is contempt for the dignity of the royal family, which is a great crime to destroy the nine families.

The old man's face was as pale as paper, and his lips were shaking. He pointed to Chen Qiusheng and couldn't say what he wanted to say. Finally, he turned into a few dry coughs.

Chen Qiusheng quickly knelt down and said in a trembling voice, "no... no, your majesty, that woman is from our Chen family. Didn't you reward her? I just... I just..."

"All right."

King Jiang waved his hand: "I don't want to argue about this. For the sake of your Chen family's contribution to our country, if that woman lives, I will only kill one person. If she dies, don't blame me for being cruel and cruel."

"Your Majesty... I want to know who that woman is..."

The old man trembled and asked.

"That's the person named by the immortal master. Now, the birth and death of Jiang Guo are all in the hands of that person. I can't tolerate these accidents."

The next day, in a small courtyard in a remote part of the palace.

Feeling the warmth from above, Yang Xuan opened his eyes.

He looked at the wooden sword in his hand and frowned.

He had been practicing liyanjue all night. Finally, he found a strange thing. Even if he had a trace of liyanjue's spiritual power in his body at this time, he still couldn't run the whole day and increase liyanjue's accomplishments if he didn't use the wooden sword.

In other words, his cultivation now depends on the wooden sword.

"It should be the problem of that wisp of spiritual power. However, although the spiritual power absorbed each time is very small, in the long run, the wooden sword will always be exhausted."

His eyebrows frowned. If he wanted to concentrate on Cultivation and let Liyan succeed, he would not be able to use the wooden sword in the future. He could only use it as a tool for cultivation. Otherwise, once the strange power was lost, it would have a great impact on him.

It is not just the spirit of heaven and earth, as if it were the essence of this wooden sword. Under the perception of his eyes, every time he used a wooden sword to run a big Sunday, his breath would fade away, and it would be the unrecoverable weakness.

This is not like heaven and earth aura. It will be supplemented after use. He is taking the root of the wooden sword.

Fortunately, this weakness is extremely not obvious. Even the heavenly eye can only sense the slightest. If the wooden sword is not damaged, there should be no need to worry for a long time.

After hesitating for a moment, he put it behind him. After all, this is not a good time for enlightenment and cultivation.

After taking care of it at will, he went out of the yard. However, as soon as he opened the door, he saw a beautiful woman standing there.

"It's you."

Yang Xuan was a little surprised. This was the woman who appeared in his room that day.

"Little girl Su Yueer, thank immortal master for saving her."

The woman bowed slightly, with a touch of ruddy in the corners of her eyes.

Yang Xuan was stunned, but soon responded, nodded and said, "it doesn't hurt. I said on the next day that I would protect you. Now naturally, I won't break my promise."

His eyes moved and fell on Jiang Hai behind the woman, revealing a different color, even when he walked past.

"Thanks to brother Jiang."

"Brother Yang, I'm not good at anything. Otherwise, Miss Su won't have an accident at all. Please don't blame brother Yang."

Yang Xuan nodded and looked at Su Yueer: "girl, I've made my promise. You can leave on your own. No one will trouble you. I have something to do. Take the first step."

"Immortal master."

Su Yueer knelt down and worshipped Yang Xuan Yingying: "please accept the immortal master. The little woman is willing to follow the immortal master and be a slave and a maid."

"What do you mean?"

Yang Xuan frowned.

Su Yueer raised her head and looked directly at Yang Xuan with clear and bright eyes: "if the little woman wants to enter the fairyland, please accept the immortal master."

Yang Xuan was stunned and looked strange.

Although he has the cultivation of the third realm, he knows very little on the way of cultivation. Most of his knowledge comes from the cultivation experience given to him by the old city Lord. He doesn't understand it. Now, someone comes to worship the master?

He looked at Su Yueer, who looked sincere in front of him, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I'm powerless. Miss Su, you'd better find another talent!"

"Please accept the immortal master and teach me the immortal method. Otherwise, what can I do even if I leave the palace?"

Su Yueer kept kowtowing her head. The bluestone was cold and hard, cold and ruthless, which made a trace of blood appear on her smooth forehead.

"Touch! Touch! Touch!"

The voice was not loud, but every time it was like thunder, it hit Yang Xuan's heart directly.

His face remained solemn, but there was some hesitation in his heart. He had never experienced such a scene in ordinary days, and now he felt quite helpless.

Jiang Hai looked at Yang Xuan's look aside. Instead of stopping the woman's behavior, he quietly stepped back and made a gesture to let the maid and Sergeant retreat.

"You... You'd better get up first!"

Yang Xuan frowned and said.

Su yue'er stopped, a pair of clear and bright eyes flashed and stared at Yang Xuan's eyes: "when the little girl was nine years old, her parents were killed, and she was elected to the palace at the age of 13. She was willing to become a beautiful girl, just to be able to enter the fairyland, get revenge, and ask the immortal teacher to show mercy."

"Xiunv?"

Yang Xuan picked his eyebrows and wondered.

Su Yueer smiled miserably and continued: "the so-called xiunv is the person who serves. She will be awarded the entry Dharma of fairyland. If she has achieved success in cultivation, she will have the opportunity to serve the immortal teacher in the country."